Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 70 Miracle of mortals, insult to demigods
The power of the explosion core was enough to melt the pottery steel, dozens of mines exploded in chains, and the mere impact caused the Astartes' armor to melt, exposing those mutated and distorted skins.

But this is not a good thing. The explosion is too powerful, leading to chain explosions, pushing away many Astartes who have not stepped into the core of firepower. If it is not for the annoying magnetic field in this world, then manual detonation should be the best.

But this kind of power is not completely bad, at least the deterrence is great, and Alan Bayer found that the radio under the interference of the magnetic field that has been vague seems to be normal?

From this point of view, although the special landmines have emptied the Dark Ages solid ammunition except for energy weapons such as the primordial weapons, in order to send the entire group of traitors to the Chaos Gods, the maximum firepower of the [-]th Skadi Infantry Regiment has been used Cleaned up.

There are only a small number of plasma guns and hotmelts today, and the primitive weapons can still pose enough threats to the space fighters, but it is also good to get back the communication ability.

And when Vengar, the Red Angel commander checked the battle situation with his superhuman thoughts, he also found an astonishing number of battle brothers in the countless pits on the ground.

Almost instantly, the command centers of both sides made a judgment, this time the Imperial Guard won...

In the command room behind the trench, the staff officer wiped the sweat from his brow. He never thought that mortal troops could embarrass those Chaos Space Marines so much.

"Those, those guys who are not afraid of heavy bombs are really dead?"

Alan Bair reassures his former boss. "Dead, they are not immortal, Astartes can be killed too, you have seen it more than once, haven't you?"

"No, no, you also saw their firepower just now. The accuracy of that kind of movement is far beyond what humans can do. I hope they are dead, but I still can't believe it." Witnessing the scene of the massacre of soldiers by space fighters just now, it really makes people doubt whether these monsters will die.

When the things represented by the space warriors are reversed, they inflict more damage on their own compatriots than any aliens, and those damned betrayals fill their souls, making them forget who made their armor and who installed their hearts for .

But Alan Baier knew very well that those traitors were definitely not immortal, so he ordered immediately.

"Those with melta, plasma, and meta-weapons get on the Chimera armored vehicle and go to destroy the enemy! They are not space fighters, they are not heroes, those things now are just maggots who have forgotten the blessings of the empire!"

"Prepare your weapons and bring everything you have, I swear, it's dangerous, but I also know that those who have those weapons have probably experienced the Greenskin War in this world."

"They won't be crazier than One-Eyed, and they won't be much stronger. The Emperor's light is by our side, get on the handlebars, and give the curtain call to those disgusting traitors!"

If those traitors hear the content of the communication, they will definitely be ashamed and want to dig a hole to bury them, because they betrayed for the sake of strong power, but now they can't deal with the imperial guards that they have never looked down upon, and now they have to Suppressed by them!
This is a term that is only used for aliens, alien creatures, or primitive things in the world. Now it is used for the most glorious creation of the empire. The people in the Dalian team naturally smiled knowingly.

The worst part of the war has passed, now we must suppress them!

The hum of the chimera came, the chorus of the engine shrine, but the plan wasn't really in Alan Byer's head, because he didn't think of the fabled space marines as... trash?
He still suffered for the three thousand compatriots who died, but he couldn't help but comment that the enemies he encountered didn't seem that terrible.

And Chimera's mobile combat was undoubtedly inspired by a lieutenant that Alan Baier didn't like. Now he holds his favorite gun, the relic pistol and the hell gun. To be honest, he can't read them Professional models or something.

But they are loyal, just like themselves, that’s enough. There are not many Chimera armored vehicles dispatched this time, because there are only 30 to 40 people with those weapons. The three dispatched seem empty, but they are absolutely deadly. Absolutely terrible.

Three Chimeras used their tracks to run over the bridge prepared for the tanks in the trenches, and left amid the excited shouts of the Imperial Guards. Alan Bayer became interested and shared one with the staff, even the driver's seat.

"Is the empire's beautiful design just to give them TM red paint and horns?"

Alan Baier cursed, his pistol stuck out of the window, and under the cover of Chimera's roaring bombs, he used the melting mode to burn the heart of a space warrior with amazing accuracy, but there are multiple hearts The superman is not dead, just staring at his empty body in a daze.

Because those renegade supermen have not yet "awakened", they still feel that the picture they saw, the armor that was blown apart, is the hallucination caused by their own stimulant use, even the pain, they still resist shooting.

But the weakening of the firepower is weakening. The 200 people now only have half of the original firepower. It is exhausting to deal with the mortals in the trenches. What's more, the energy generated by the explosion disperses the magnetic field in this range for a short time. There are tens of thousands of messages conveyed.

And what this represents is the suffocating intensive coordination of the Imperial Guard, especially such a battle-hardened force whose commanders are all captains who have experienced the terrible Greenskin War.

According to Alan Bayer, he has never fought such a clear war in his life. When the communication is good, the 1st anti-explosive bomb team can send a message to the westernmost team, and the farthest team can rely on the message to carry out strikes.

Bombs and light beams are not incapable of killing space warriors, but require a lot of concentrated fire. However, the firepower of space warriors is powerful and can easily kill soldiers who spit out flames. However, if it is crossfire, space warriors will also have to suffer.

And the platoon in the most fringe area was using all its firepower to shoot at the interstellar fighters who were required to be pinched. The traitor in the black armor, now the corners on the power armor were smashed, and he scurried away like a mouse.

But the platoon leader here still looked unhappy and complained to his soldiers.

"Ah, the lieutenant colonel plagiarized my tactics. He denied me and didn't say that he might use it!"

Then he chattered and shouted to his soldiers. "I should be in the car too! That green lieutenant colonel played me!"

A non-commissioned officer next to him rubbed the muzzle of his overheated laser gun and said. "Boss, you have been arranged by the lieutenant colonel to be a toilet in the dormitory for three months, don't talk about it, I'm afraid you will have to live there in the future..."

The lieutenant continued reading. "Green skin, green skin, green skin, green skin..."

On the battlefield, the green-skinned boss Alan Bayer shouted. "For the Emperor! Shoot 'em, shoot 'em! Don't mind the damage to the Chimera, boy...cough, as long as the soldiers don't die!"

"Pay attention to the roundabout maneuver, that is, turning in circles, those stupid big guys are similar to Ogryns!"

Radio Qi Qi answered. "Yes, boss!"

All the veterans here are not as restrained as those new guys. In theory, this set of tactics should be for the recruits to pay Alan Bayer the copyright fee, because he used it in the Greenskin War!
It is not the first day that people can be used without armor firepower, and mobility without defense. People can even invent such evil things as promethium grenades without weapons!

Colorful beams, energy, hot melt, and plasma shoot out like a rainbow. Although the accuracy is not very good, three Chimeras can vaporize a Chaos traitor every seven or eight seconds.

As for the anti-armor power of Chaos, they not only have, but even a lot. The melta gun used by the space warrior can vaporize the Chimera with two shots, and the overcharge mode of the plasma gun is a big killer, but they can't hit it.

The reason is very simple, they have no command, they just rely on their personal ability to shoot, although they are accurate, they cannot bypass the mobility, the speed of the car, and the firepower sprayed on it, all hindering them, and the plasma and hot melt Some are even more focused on the object of care.

Chimera drivers will also be conscious of keeping a distance from them, which is why the Star Warrior Tactical Team is required to arrange bolters, and heavy guys like storm bolters cannot be carried because of the rainforest environment.

The Imperial Guard is protecting Gundwa VI, and why isn't Gundwa VI protecting them?
Catachan Demons would be useless in scouting and killing if it weren't for the dense rainforest, and the heavy Plasma Astartes and Storm Bolters will surprise them even more.

But in the rainforest where no means of communication are effective and it is difficult to advance, the weight of the space fighters alone is enough for them to progress slowly, let alone bring a heavy weapon that is difficult to maintain?
All the Star Guardsmen who fought in this world are used to the forest terrain, and the large number of birds in the forest also make the rats that breed in the trench warfare be caught clean.

It's even comfortable to live in. If Krieger knew that the birds here were so good at catching mice, he would have to raise dozens of them.

Small advantages gradually accumulated, and the miracle of mortals was born, the miracle of mortal flesh forcing the space warriors to nowhere, and such a situation may be rare in thousands of years.

Now the traitors also know it's not an illusion, the enemy is real and stronger than they imagined, with a lot more intrigues, when their battle brothers die from those strange weapons, those bastards who feel that they are supreme to fear.

They couldn't help but pray to the gods of Chaos for blessing, and then continued to fire, firing in disorder, but what awaited him was the explosive bombs in the formation, the plasma and melta on the Chimera, not miracles.

Because a miracle had already happened, the hammer of the God Emperor wanted to settle the past with the traitors, that is, the blood of their brothers and the flesh of their compatriots stained on their bodies.

The power armor that protected them crumbled, shaped by tens of thousands of ordinary people in the Imperium, and now took it away, their favorite bolt ceasefire, the weapon that once protected their fellow men, now corrupted.

The hot and humid wind on Gundwa VI was like the kiss of death. Many space warriors who joined Chaos for power began to wonder whether they were wrong to chase their masters?
But soon this feeling was replaced by a strong feeling, as they realized that their honor, their pride, was being crushed by mortals...

This is something they can't bear, but in reality, the game is over...

Until a chimera suddenly made the sound of jamming, the sound of the engine shrine being overwhelmed, and an impressive battle cry.

The former Scarlet Angel, Vengar, has descended to the mortal world. He is not here to save the world, but to destroy his compatriots!
His huge body blocked the Chimera's front wheel with the fastest speed, and the chainsaw sword was stuck in the middle of the cage, making the Chimera scream overwhelmed, the machine soul was furious!

But how could Vingar be afraid of the soul of a mere armored vehicle!
He kicked fiercely, and the Chimera, which was originally deflected, twisted and crashed into the towering tree in the forest. The maneuver failed, and the people inside fell like beans in a jar, up and down, which was extremely ugly.

And rationally, he immediately opened the Chimera's rear compartment, and what he saw were countless traitors from Chaos, servants in gorgeous battle uniforms of nobles, former iron guards...

The fierce battle was about to break out, but Vengar didn't care about the battle of mortals. He looked at the brothers who were beaten to pieces and even suffered serious armor loss, showing a rather angry expression.

But this time, those Chaos Warriors really had their spines broken. They understood that if they want to win, they must be commanders, not individualistic.

Although they have not yet recognized the former Red Angel's ability, they still turned on their communicators, and several former Space Marine sergeants swore in the name of their squad to obey the orders of Vengar, the Red Pirate Captain.

"In the name of the gods of the subspace, we swear to you that we will always be loyal to your command..."

Vingar felt that his body seemed to have different powers. He looked at the brothers who bowed their heads, and then used his own bombs to smash the heads of mortals in the trenches to vent his feelings, and then commanded those higher things.

"Now as I say, threes, two bolters, one plasma, or melta."

"Enter the forest, bunker, don't get close to the trench area where there are still mines, we retreat, but remember, this retreat is not because of me, but your arrogance and stupidity."

"I have applied to my lord for the support of Valtex, and the dreadnoughts carried by the veterans are ready for orbital airdrop."

"The next attack, I want you to regain your honor!"

The Chaos Space Marines answered in unison, as if they were one person. They lined up to cover each other, and Alan Baier was eager to save his old comrades, and he didn't care about continuing to make rounds, so that the remaining Chimera gave priority to support and were surrounded by the enemy's human troops. soldiers.

In the orbit, Valtex, who was deploying the dreadnought mecha and awakening the veterans inside, bowed to his master.

"My lord, why did you come to the armory today?"

The huge body, the powerful tyrant, tore off the sleeping material input pipeline of the dreadnought mecha. "Don't let my comrades sleep for too long, it's not good for the brain. Now my plan is half completed, and the remaining half is to change the name of this world."

"How about New Badab?"

And this is the plan of the Black Heart King, once he was only the leader of the chapter level, now he will get a sector.

How could he rule such a vast area if his soldiers still only obeyed his orders?He is adapting to decentralization, even if this situation will lead to losses, even serious losses, but more than losses, he needs the right arm that can crusade against the empire for him.

Valtex in his left hand, dimensional blacksmith, Vengar in his right hand, captain of the second lieutenant, and now the Black Heart King is even more powerful. Next, he needs to see how his warriors, how the remaining [-] interstellar warriors can conquer this world, let Gundwa VI becomes his garden.

　The cheap meat bought on the Internet feels like it was synthesized by the Ministry of Military Affairs. There is no skin, and salt is added to keep it fresh. It tastes like meat, but it is full of water after frying. (swearing)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)