Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 57

The dark and damp hive capital pipeline is not a broken place with pleasant scenery. The plants that grow here are the native flora and fauna of Gundwa VI, which is called the garden world and the world of death.

When the bayonet kills a terrifying rodent the size of a small dog, and the mouse just ran around with a human skull in its mouth, you can see the simplicity of the people in this world.

Previously, Alan Bayer's beheading operation took the local popular main road, and was often favored by gangsters and locals, let alone local creatures, a few pieces of moss could be taken for dinner by the hungry hive capital.

But nowadays, in order to get the large machines that have not been recycled by the green skins in remote areas, you have to go through the sewage roads of those factories, and they have not been cleaned for hundreds of years.

In Alan Baier's description, it seems that you have traveled to the movie that you often watched when you were a child. In Charlie's Chocolate Factory, only the things in the movie are eaten by people, and the people here cannibalize.

There is also a saying that travel is a journey of ups and downs, but since they got here, it has probably been a journey of ups and downs.

After entering the pipeline for 10 minutes, I encountered a giant insect and shot it to death.

Four to 10 minutes later, the small promethium generator that charged the lighting ball was damaged. After about 30 owners, no matter how stable the machine soul was, it couldn't stand it. The group of people could only grope for the energy clip of the laser gun they used in the dark. Charge the lighting ball.

In about 45 minutes, I encountered an orc patrol. Facts have proved that the green skins also like sewers. The soldiers in the fourth row saw the green skin lights and killed them for a while. At this moment, the opponent was still hesitating whether to shoot or not. It may be his own people who were killed.

After about an hour, I arrived at the factory, walked out of the pipeline, and all staff were on guard, only to find that the factory gate had been opened roughly, and there was nothing inside.

One hour and five minutes, back in the pipeline, John cursed.

"What kind of mission is this for me? How many times have we encountered messy things on the way?" He lifted his shoes, and there were still giant leeches sticking to his military boots, sucking his shoes, and then he was caught and thrown on the ground Stepped to death, the leather shoes overflowed with sauce, and at the same time his shoes had a big hole.

Alan Baier is also very speechless. During this period of time, the orcs and the orcs have been collecting mechanical artifacts on a large scale like crazy, or they are not picky about metals. Generators and promethium are more important things to take care of.

He can only ask. "How far is the next factory?"

John rubbed his head. "Two more hours to go. There is a recycling factory at the very edge of the hive. Because of the large area, there is also a promethium generator."

Alan Baier returns. "Pray to the Emperor, if we can find what we want this time, we will return before dinner."

"But we have to be prepared that maybe today and even the next few days will be wasted on this matter."

It's not that he lowered morale. If he didn't explain it clearly, everyone's mood would only get worse when they really fell into that situation.

"Okay, you can eat, and move forward after eating." Alan Bayer ordered, and the other soldiers took out their lunches, which were two pieces of peanut butter, wrapped in thin paper, light yellow The shelf life of the stuff is unexpectedly long, and the paper pieces can also be eaten. Vitamins are added to the formula, and the raw materials have high protein.

Alan Bayer doubted whether there were local insects in this raw material, but he didn't have to be picky. He cut the starch block with a knife and caught the small cube. The taste was a little sweet and the aroma of nuts.

However, it only takes about 5 minutes to gobble it up, and every second counts. It is not easy to eat in the pipeline of the hive city full of rotten things.

Facts have proved that when the natural environment and the narrowness and darkness of the hive city are combined, the environment here is unacceptable even for the hive capital people.

The journey was still long, but none of the members of the fourth row spoke more than words, only the clatter of military boots stepping into the mud continued.

It can be said that the rest of the journey is not easy. When a large number of moss and jungle vines occupy the steel and iron bones of the empire, those places become prone to collapse. It only takes a little bit of bad luck, and they have to divert to other places.

Fortunately, God Emperor bless, when the road is still smooth, the green skin on the road no longer enters the pipe, and there is no place to collapse, but there is no doubt that no one will want to enter this place again.

"Emperor, this place is terrible..." John couldn't help sighing when the troops left the pipe, but he shut up immediately, because a large number of greenskins were carrying things in the distance.

"Damn it..." Alan Baier looked at the huge factory, the logo of the double-headed eagle on it was blurred, and the pure nakedness was destroyed by the orcs. One by one, the equipment was continuously loaded onto the dirty trucks of the orcs. And there are already a lot of things from other factories on the truck, which can be said to be everything.

Several generators, a large amount of promethium, and production equipment, but the thing made out of rubbish emits rumbling black smoke, constantly swallowing and puffing up alien smoke to pollute this hive city, although the imperials themselves did not pollute less, But at this moment, it is particularly annoying.

Alan Baier counted the number of those orcs in his heart, about two rows of people. They were hiding on the west side of the square. They were in front of the south gate. There were still many corpses of workers on the ground, played by those heretics.

Houses destroyed, civilians dead, statues destroyed by the Empire, and any loyalty or honor that has dissipated, have the orcs made the Karoo their home?
John asked impatiently. "Platoon leader, what should we do?"

Alan Baier looked at the orc truck and compared the distance with experience. The best way at present is to get the war machine directly, but he doesn't know how to use the orc engine, or he can't.

But instead of leaving the truck for the orcs, it's better to destroy everything on it, so that it doesn't become a fear can and affect them.

"Work, work."

"John, you take 30 people to the north and pass through the middle of the square."

"The heavy bomber team is on standby, put the weapon on the ground, the others and I sneak forward, adjust the radio signal, it can still be used at a short distance of a few hundred meters in Karoo City, the upper layer of this city has a stable magnetic field from the Dark Ages device."

"Code name, Sandwich, use crossfire to clean up the orcs, and give priority to the orc drivers." After Alan Baier finished speaking, the other soldiers replied shallowly. "yes."

They were deadly, scary, and John sneaked into the rear, killing several orcs in melee without even firing a shot, and slowly made his way into the factory.

The number of orcs is about [-] people, far more than the fourth row, and the orc truck is an excellent bunker, so it is necessary to outflank to increase the firepower.

Those orcs who didn't know the so-called were still chatting about something in Low Gothic, but Alan Baier could hear them saying that One Eye was preparing some huge machinery.

They crawled in the ruins of the houses, and Alan Bayer held the communicator, waiting for the news from the radio.

Buzzing, buzzing, a moment later there was an indistinct sound.

"sandwich!"

Alan Bair yelled. "Shoot, shoot with heavy bombs!"

Hell guns, beam guns, heavy bombs, and fierce firepower formed an impenetrable death network to kill some orcs, but more hit the iron gates of trucks and factories, and natural bunkers such as construction waste. Those orcs were not like before That bunch of things that only know waaaaagh and charging.

They immediately, instantly, sneaked into a nearby bunker, and while shooting back, some orcs maneuvered around to bypass the range of the machine gun.

The orc driver also got on the truck, ready to charge under the heavy shells and destroy the machine gunner.

But the firepower double-teaming was completed early, and those guys instantly found that there was a shrimp on their left side, and a large number of flames and guns leaned on their bodies.

The orcs didn't even call out their proud waaaaahh before they were almost cleared by crossfire.

"Forward, clean up the orcs." Alan Bayer ordered, and the other soldiers immediately pressed forward. Under the cover of heavy bomber fire, such an action is absolutely no problem, but they have to consider, except for the orc team here , there may be a large force next to it.

Today's lower level is the orc's playground, and those disgusting things may come over anytime and anywhere, until those orc boys flee, Alan Bayer's heart is still not stable enough.

He looked at the truck full of equipment and had a crazy idea in his heart.

"Someone get in the car, I'll drive."

This sentence made all the soldiers show incredible expressions, because the orc truck is undoubtedly a pile of trash made of broken copper and iron, and only those crazy aliens can open it.

But Alan Bayer made this decision for no reason. He pointed out the black smoke coming out in the distance, which is the sign of killing cans. They didn't have enough time to move out a promethium generator and drill back into the sewer at the same time, but If we rely on the mobility of the orc trucks to launch a chase, maybe we can bring the entire truck's supplies back to the camp.

The other soldiers were still in disbelief, but John was the first to stand up. "I'm really crazy, but I want to try, to see if the orc's machine really doesn't have a machine soul, I'll be the co-pilot!"

The brown-haired girl also stood up. "I sat in the back and used heavy bolters and melta bombs."

Others also reported their names one after another, but Alan Baier calmly chose only five elite people, because the space in the truck was not large, they were not green skins, and they could be hung on it like the Indians in Gutera. of.

The other soldiers could only go back to the pipeline and sneak back to the camp, while Alan Baier opened the cockpit of the damn truck, and the green leather engine with thick smoke in the distance was getting closer and closer. He had reason to be nervous, but he had to learn how to use it Heretic creation.

Otherwise, it can only be destroyed.

Alan Bayer looked at this disgusting cockpit. There were small toys made by the green leather driver before, which seemed to be in the shape of a miniature one-eyed, and there was a strange large machine that looked a bit like...an ancient giant machine?

But he didn't have time to pay attention to the disgusting taste of the green skins, sitting on the sticky chair, holding the steering wheel that was about to fall apart, thinking silently in his heart. "Think about how a greenskin would drive?"

He pushed the engine down, to no avail, just a few puffs of black smoke, jets from the spark plugs, and the car shuddered.

"Damn it, this thing doesn't work at all!" John cursed.

"No, no..." Alan Bayer looked into the distance, the huge orc engine sticking out of the ruins, and the orc boys next to him, the heavy weapon group on his car began to spray flames, the green skin was like straw the fall.

the lady officer yelled. "Boss, they are here, hurry up and drive!"

Alan Baier frowned, he didn't want to do this, but he had to try.

he suddenly shouted. "waaaaagh! I'm going to fuck them!"

This voice scared John almost to fall off the co-pilot, but when Alan Baier stepped on the accelerator after shouting, the unique ragged sound of the orc engine roared, like heavy metal music.

"Damn?" John couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that humans could also drive the orc engine. What kind of bloody machine spirit does this disgusting alien creature have! ?
Alan Baier couldn't believe it either, he drove it by himself?But he immediately found that as long as he didn't "waaaagh", the car would get a little out of control, so he could only adjust his mentality immediately and try his best to imitate the appearance of countless orcs he had killed.

"waagh!"

"waghh, I'm the biggest!"

With the accelerator fully pulled, the dilapidated truck bumped up and down. On the tail of the truck, the heavy weapon group kept killing the orcs, and the powerful truck's mobility instantly threw off the orcs.

The driver of the kill can said gruffly. "Who's that guy in the truck, he's waaagh!"

The green skin next to him answered. "Boss, he seems like a shrimp?"

In the car, John is doing human navigation. "Turn right ahead, then left."

The road conditions were so bad that there were bomb craters and corpses all over the ground, but the orc truck could deal with it as if it had crawlers, which made Alan Bayer feel that this vehicle was a bit hard to put down.

And the orcish Alan Bair started to think about that damn puzzle, and when he first saw the huge elevator in the distance, he immediately understood.

My heart is probably [I said I was so stupid before, look at this broken nest, the whole glass elevator is so big, like a mirror, there is light every day, isn’t the lower floor of the elevator a place without light? 】

That's right, he realized that the special design of the dark age elevator in the hive capital allows it to always reflect natural light for illumination, so that it is bright during the day and bright at night. Isn't it where the stars are, and the light gathers under the moon?

And the elevator must have a negative floor!

Puzzle, solved...

And now the heavy weapons team sitting at the back of the car is taking stock, and they report to Alan Bayer in surprise.

"Boss, the equipment here is enough for us to rebuild the entire Karoo City!"

"Have everything in abundance and alleviate energy problems!"

Hearing this news, Alan Bayer breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment his thoughts became human, the damn green-skinned machine immediately began to fail, and almost hit the ruins on the side of the road uncontrollably.

The loud sound of brakes and the sound of tires scraping across the road led to the screams of the crew members. Fortunately, Alan Baier adjusted back to the waaagh feeling at the end...

He immediately cursed. "Don't talk to me before I park the car, or I'll beat you up, Xiami!"

The members of the fourth row were stunned for a moment, wondering if their chief had really turned into a green skin...

When Alan Bayer drove near the camp, he subconsciously turned on the radio, wanting to report the situation, but the green-skinned broken car began to fail again.

He taught John the radio right away. "Report to my boss and tell those heavy bombers not to shoot!"

John's cheek twitched. "yes…"

Today, the command room received a strange report. The radio said that the fourth platoon seized an orc truck, a large amount of industrial equipment, and asked the military doctor to give Second Lieutenant Alan Bair a comprehensive physical examination.

The strange thing is here, generally speaking, it is the orcs who seize the equipment of the star army, and this is the first time that the astral army has seized the equipment of the orcs!
(End of this chapter)