Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 45 Crazy Plan
The "cavemen" in Karoo City play cards. This is a game similar to poker but with different suits and rules. On the metal platform, some people guard their territory like wild animals, and some people will sneak in while they are busy. After all, green Skins don't attack all the time.

I don’t have a lot of free time, and I don’t have a lot of fun. Kailan uses an empty bomb box to grow flowers. John is the card player here. The brown-haired girl likes to write letters to her family, but those things probably can’t be sent back. And Alan Bayer stopped his diary and investigation today, and played cards with his "family" rarely.

"Queen! Three points! Win!"

"Now, I roll three dice once, and if there are more than six alpha points in total, I will win the round with 30x2 Karoo City credits!"

John said so, but Alan Baier was obviously a novice, and luck was not on his side.

"That's enough, I can exchange today's supplies for your victory, let's not gamble next time..." It turns out that the beginner's victory did not come, and it is not necessarily that the lucky lady favored him.

John put away a lot of cards, dice, and a few flags on the ground, and said. "Two Blue Bay ice."

Alan Baier retorted. "You speak loudly in the lion, sir, this will not be allowed, I am your boss, don't forget, be careful that I will wear small shoes for you."

John waved. "Don't be so petty, my boss, I know, I just want you to run an errand, and I'll take this in my hand to exchange." He handed over a hard thing, which was... synthetic field food for individual soldiers.

"You still have this good product? Here, such a piece can be exchanged for about two meals."

"Okay, but you have to give me a piece of Blue Bay ice."

Now, the person who opened the lion's mouth has changed.

John nodded, he didn't intend to ask the boss to pay for it, and the so-called Blue Bay Ice they discussed was not a noble thing, but ice cream, at least in the eyes of Alan Baier, it was a kind of sweet blue lemon Flavored ice cream, rich in milk and fruity.

It's just that such things are even more valuable in the forest world. Although the army often gives them chocolates, candies, and snacks, their stress-reducing effect is not as good as that cold thing.

In general, the entire platoon of soldiers grew flesh after being stationed. Not only did they have food for normal people, but they could also enjoy the sunshine and hot wind. Except that the living area was a bit cramped, everything else was fine.

Alan Baier walked down the long corridors and stairs, the elevator creaked and roared, and the scenery of the Hive City was unforgettable. There were high-rise buildings and statues one after another, and the huge walls protected the residents here. People were in a hurry. Appears leisurely.

Crossing the street, he went against the flow of people to the tavern, opened the wooden door, the smell of alcohol hovered at the tip of his nose, the light of the nest was dim, he lifted the curtain, and passed the eerie light blue light. "Boss, two Blue Bay ice."

The boss nodded, picked up the bottle, shook it, and accepted the synthetic food stick.

But today's tavern is very empty, it's not the bustling time here, but it's not that there are no guests. There are two drunkards lying on the bar, a bronze-skinned hunk, and a flamboyant imperial uniform, which makes Alan Bayer feel a little bit look familiar.

After a moment, he yelled. "Staff? Colonel? What are you doing?"

Realized what I was doing again...and said it right away. "Ah! I didn't go to work to catch fish, I was just supplying the military supplies in the platoon!"

Alan Baier, he justified himself almost subconsciously, but found that the two of them had already been poured out by Amset. They covered their heads, groggy, and showed no signs of punishing Alan Baier.

The lieutenant colonel said. "Oh, it's the second lieutenant. Katachan won't be on missions during this time, so I asked the staff officer for a drink. He's much better than the woman in the command room."

This is not normal, Lieutenant Colonel Avada of Catachan is now reeking of alcohol, his consciousness is blurred, and he can no longer be seen as an elite of the Star Militia Army. What has he experienced?

A bad feeling reverberated in Alan Baier's heart for a while, and he didn't dare to think, because the situation could only get worse, and sometimes officers not only have privileges, but also pain.

Only the staff officer slowly got up in disheveled clothes, staggering, and he had nothing to do with the elites of the Faithful Academy, with a stubble on his chin.

He said drunkenly. "I told him."

Then I took Alan Bayer to a distance, there was no one around, a small quiet place, this is a pipeline of a hive city, one wonders if there will be a pipeline like that of gene stealers here, it is very quiet here , with only the occasional mutated rodent running past their feet.

The staff officer was vigilant and clever, so he spoke in that mosquito-like voice.

"There is already a plan to break through the blockade of the green track, but a small sacrifice is required." He emphasized the last sentence of sacrifice.

Alan Baier chewed on the word. "sacrifice?"

The staff officer's expression froze. "Ha...you will be taken down from the city walls, leaving only PDFs."

Alan Baier covered his mouth, and then smiled. "Don't be kidding, boss, how is it possible, this city will fall, PDF has no firepower to suppress a large number of greenskin tribes."

"They will die and the walls will be destroyed..."

The staff officer's face was ashamed. "That's right, it's about to fall. To be precise, the lower level of the Hive City is lost. When a large number of greenskins enter the city frantically, you are stationed at the main road of the lower level, that is, the elevator connecting the upper and lower floors. The greenskins will indulge in slaughtering civilians. "

"And Catachan is destroying the orc orbital equipment camp with weak defenses in the greenskin camp. The unobstructed naval fleet will send ships to take away important personnel, officers, and supplies from the upper floors."

"And you are among them, but the entire company, only you and I can leave."

Alan Baier was stunned. "What? What about the Catachans who destroyed the enemy?"

"What about my soldiers?"

The staff officer replied. "They will die valiantly, a plan that the Catachans all agree to."

"Imperial cannons will destroy the world, too many greenskins, stop most problems before they make things worse."

Alan Baier asked almost uncontrollably. "How about the residents of the hive city? There are at least [-] million people in this hive city!"

"Is the general crazy? He wants to exchange hundreds of millions of lives for a few guys with fat brains?"

The staff officer shook his head. "We can't decide, this is war."

Alan Baier's head almost short-circuited, what can he do?He could only look helplessly at the staff officer and ask. "Is there any wine left?"

The staff officer nodded, and they returned to the tavern. At this moment, the drunken people in the tavern turned into three...

(End of this chapter)