Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 27 Gough Style Duel
As an orc, One-Eyed is deeply aware that he does not understand what is contentment, or happiness, when he sits in the seat of the boss, directs the boys, and instills them with the style and strategy of the Bloodaxe clan. Does that count as a "success" for Orcs?

He is still not happy, even though his body has become larger at this moment, his mind is more active, he can taste more delicacies, and he can kill more lives, but he is still an orc, and he will only feel the meaning of "happiness" at the moment of fighting the target. concept.

When the enemy is dead, this sense of satisfaction will soon dissipate like the smoke of the past, only the slightest excitement remaining in his thick bones drives the orc to kill the next target.

Fortunately, the huge dark galaxy is full of things that orcs can smash, even for such a stupid thing, they will build a waaagh device the size of a planet, and they will start an epic war until the stars go out, Life ends, and new spores sprout, and the sad process of life repeats, repeats, repeats.

Therefore, when One-Eyed sat on the seat of the statue, or the seat made by the boss, his favorite thing was to touch and observe his own warblade, and he was no longer comparable to the Catachan warblade when he was a circle older. Such a good fit, but it was still Cyclops' favorite trophy, followed by the dead head boss he was sitting on.

Generally speaking, orcs don't feel satisfied and happy because of the trophies. They only pursue eternal war, except for One Eye, who is a blood axe. He only needs to look at those treasures, and he can reminisce about the touch at that time.

So he, and his boy, had a special affection for Catachan's Glaive, even if it was a sick and abnormal one.

And this kind of happiness didn't last long, the bouts of waaagh and waaagh were the waaagh that interrupted the poor guy's thoughts anyway.

If it had been a kid from his own tribe, One Eye would have given the bastard his favorite big gun bolt, no question, no hesitation, but that was the sound of the Gough clan's annoying arena next door.

One-eyed complained more than once that the damned Goff used enough scraps to make two killing tin cans to make that thing...

arena?
Let your precious kid rampage inside, kill each other, use red dye and spikes, eye-catching waste, create an amusement park?

To be honest, One Eye likes it very much, he likes it too much, but Blood Ax is a pragmatist, even if his kid looks at him tearfully, he won't let them get close to that huge, noisy, fun, huge Yes, the damn Goff arena that made him envious.

He yelled, even forgetting that Catachan's blade was still on his waist, and he was too big to see around him, the world was too noisy, raindrops were pattering on the ground, waaagh and shouting Keep killing.

So much so that the usually vigilant and powerful boss didn't pay attention to his kid stretching out his green claws.

When Cyclops sat back and reached out to grab his sharp blade, he saw that his treasure was no longer in place.

"Where!? Where?!" He was anxious, stood up and looked under his butt, and opened the butt next to his body to see if it was eaten by this stupid thing.

After searching around in vain, One Eye quickly thought of some greenskin kid, and then there was a loud shout from inside the camp.

"Find the special warfare boy Gan Luo! Reward enough tm teeth!"

Gan Luo, holding the treasure at this moment, his thick blood vessels trembling under the green skin, he found it, he did it, he stole his boss's things...

He still couldn't believe it, he was still looking forward to it, running on the filthy land of the orc camp, his military boots were stained with mud.

He heard the humming of the engine, and then Gan Luo noticed that behind him was a group of damned boys driving that big truck with spikes and bad taste!
He turns and shoots, throws bombs, uses everything he's learned on his own, boom boom boom boom boom.

Shikuan's huge dirty car dodged those damn attacks, and the explosive bombs roared, trying to beat Gan Luo into mud!
Death's engineer boy was on the car, holding the big clicking target, and spitting fire. "I want to catch you and make the boss worship me!"

"I want more teeth for my cart!"

Gan Luo may be an expert in evasion, but under such circumstances, his ability may not have much effect. He can only ignite the smoke bomb, and let the thick fog surround the camp.

Soon, the big car crashed into the orc's house, and the scrap iron brought raindrops, sparks and engine oil were constantly falling, Gan Luo felt so happy for the first time, he hugged Katachan's dagger, and laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha! I won! I won!"

His laughter stopped suddenly, because he felt the sight behind him, so familiar, he turned to look at the camp he had messed up, his boss, the one-eyed boss, pointed his big gun at his head.

"Give me, Gan Luo, give me my knife!" One Eye shouted viciously, his rough voice was full of resentment, he couldn't lose that good thing, at least not before he died.

Gan Luo went too far today, and he could forgive him before, and Gan Luo also knew that if he wanted to go back, he would probably be a piece of rotten meat in Shiguge's pit.

He put his head down and continued to run, One-eyed was disheartened, after all, there were not many blood axes left by his side, but that was the end of it, goodbye.

The pistol shoots projectiles, scorching energy, and roaring loudly, a weapon fearsome enough to snap the flesh of an orc, no doubt about it.

Gan Luo firmly held that beautiful knife, firmly...

He's dying, he's dying!
But after waiting for a long time, there was no imagined sound of flesh and blood being smashed, only a "click", and Cyclops knew clearly that it was the sound of a ricochet. Did he hit the wall?

When Gan Luo and Cyclops saw it clearly, it was a green wall with a huge iron-toothed jaw.

"Hahaha, blood ax bastard, what's wrong?" Iron Tooth wiped the pliers in his hand, it was beaten with dirty marks.

Gan Luo hugged Goff's boss's thigh, and Goff also readily accepted the feeling of admiration, which made him excited, happy, and happy.

"I like you, you will be my kid from now on, I'll change your camouflage later, it's so ugly!"

One-eyed cursed. "No, let him return my machete to me!"

Iron Tooth looked at the dagger, it was too small for him, it didn't matter, but he still answered.

"No, I don't need to give you anything!"

And Gan Luo held the dagger and looked at Cyclops in fear.

One Eye gave an ugly grin, and raised his pistol.

boom!Green flesh flies far away...

Iron Tooth was furious, his cheeks were flushed, but he could definitely stop this attack, so why didn't he?

"You killed my boy!"

One Eye yelled. "He stole my Catachan Shrimp Blades!"

Boss Goff picked up the dagger, put it in his belt, and then pointed to the big arena that he was proud of.

"If you want to go back, fight me!"

(End of this chapter)