Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 79 Appointed as the military lord of the Gundvar sub-sector, Alan Baier returned to Skadi
The emperor's brilliance cannot be exchanged for piety. Those who really bathe in its brilliance, their thoughts and behaviors go far beyond those complicated dogmas and tedious prayers. It is not that he is unwilling to witness and protect all his believers, but this In a vast universe, only the most capable and loyal people should be sheltered.

If he is still walking in the world, he can naturally lead mankind and turn the tide, but now, the emperor can only try his best to guide mankind. Human beings have to go through the myriad grotesques of this dark universe by themselves.

But heroes, soldiers, and courage have proved time and time again that those things in this dark universe are not invincible. After the void shield was overloaded, Huron's battleship forcibly entered the subspace within a few minutes of the hull being hit, without Mander With a stable node like Vile Point, even Chaos traitors cannot tolerate the chaos of the warp.

Plenty of Chaos Psykers had blown their heads to tear open the rifts that allowed them to sneak into the warp, and the Wraith of Doom was nowhere to be seen after it sank into that grotesque purple curtain of light, but it was believed that the legendary Red Corsair would not die, After this battle, those traitors will definitely be even more terrifying when they return to the physical universe.

The Fourth Skadi Infantry Regiment has won, the world has won, and the Imperial Navy has won. The news spread across the world like locusts. Many cities that were established before, independent and divided because of this incident, returned to the embrace of the Empire.

But human beings must also be stupid, Alan Bayer watched the frowning news at the Karoo City headquarters. "Three large hive cities, about [-] to [-] million people choose...independence?"

"They want to pay eleven taxes to the empire by themselves? And build their own production lines, out of our plan?"

These three nests are rare mineral bases in this world. Leaving any of them means that the output of Karoo City will decrease, and it will also mean that the production capacity of this world will decrease.

Overcapacity does not exist in this dark 40 years. A single world simply cannot supply the consumption of tens of millions of imperial guards, and those three blind cities are even more stupid, thinking that the imperial guards will be destroyed by those traitors. Wanting to protect themselves independently, don't they really think that the Chaos traitors will give them a chance to survive?
"Ah... I made the lieutenant general laugh. This is all my mismanagement, and it has nothing to do with the lieutenant colonel. As the planetary governor, I have sent PDF and the Ministry of Justice to go. In two standard Terran years, I can get those cities back. "Governor John Dern didn't forget to excuse his boss, he didn't want such a stupid thing to affect Alan Baier's career in the Star Militia Army.

Lieutenant General Mr. Katowice wiped the eagle on his chest. "I know that the Fourth Skadi Infantry Regiment has far surpassed my imagination. Karoo City is even more orderly under the siege of chaos. My flagship bulldog transport plane is still available. There are no good vehicles in this world. They put."

"Three months, I want you to take back those cities in three months, let us celebrate the honorary recognition from the Ministry of Military Affairs."

"Just now, the information about our repelling the red pirates has been reported. There is no doubt that the Fourth Skadi Regiment will usher in your honor. I expect they will give you a Terra Star badge."

Alan Baier sighed, looking at the strategic map of the world. "I think that instead of badges, the Lieutenant General can send out a few more Sentinels, Chimera..."

The lieutenant general coughed. "There are many worlds in the empire, many legions, can you donate a few explosive assault rifles, Lieutenant Colonel?"

Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair coughed. "Ahem, my lord, I have made it clear. My heart is for the empire. If other worlds need deflagration weapons, I will definitely donate them. But when will the sentinels arrive?"

Lieutenant General said. "Pay attention to the words, Lieutenant Colonel, but this time the donation will not go to the Ministry of Military Affairs, but to my armored regiment. How about three sentinels for 200 handles?"

Alan Baier replied. "130 handles, do you think the deflagration weapon is a Chinese cabbage?"

Lieutenant General Cato cursed. "Is it a Chinese cabbage when you are an imperial sentinel? And what is that Chinese cabbage? Is it a specialty of Skadi?"

Alan Baier replied. "It's a special product of ancient Terra, I saw it in my book."

Lieutenant will return. "Very good, keep reading, soldier, 157 handles, change to three sentries, okay?"

Alan Bair said. "No training manual, I want your driver to teach you by hand."

The lieutenant general touched his head. "God Emperor, you are really a waste of talent to be an Astral Army, okay, three Sentinels and half a year of driving training, find the person in your regiment who can calm the soul of the machine to report to me."

Alan Baier performed the eagle salute. "My Emperor, may the light shine on you forever." Then he ran away.

Lieutenant General Cato turned around and asked Governor John Dern. "Is your ex-sir usually like this?"

John Dern replied. "My lord, you have to be clear that killing the orc war engines and space warrior vehicles with infantry relies on the soldiers holding up the melta and approaching them to shoot. Although the God Emperor blessed them, they still suffered heavy losses."

"The Sentinel mecha can not only be equipped with fragmentation missiles, but also can use armor-piercing AP missiles. Under the limitations of the Empire's Astral Army tactics and regimental level, any long-distance armor-piercing ability is rare for us. of."

"The boss has never been greedy for money. He just hopes that loyal people, his members, family members, and friends, can die less."

"Karoo City is already able to produce deflagration guns. How about I deliver those weapons and related ammunition in half a year?"

This proposal is very opportunistic, because the deflagration weapons of the fourth regiment of Skadi are the original products of the Dark Ages. Although STC can completely reproduce the Kalu City, the industrial foundation of the Kalu City is only to create food and laser guns Level, naturally not as good as the original.

The lieutenant general took a sip of his own tea. "For the sake of the Emperor, I agree."

"I will be stationed here during this time, don't cut corners for me."

John Dern bowed and saluted with noble etiquette. "Thank you, my lord."

When the general officer of the Imperial Guard left, John Dern breathed a sigh of relief. He was chatting with an existence that was much stronger than himself. If the other party was unhappy, he could clean the world with a cannon.

Being the governor of a planet does not mean strength, he is extremely powerless in the face of any void power, but he is not a soft persimmon, not everything can touch his interests.

John picked up the communicator. "The emperor, all the bailiffs of the PDF and the Ministry of Justice, listen to the order, the D35577 of our world, and the three hive cities of D233451 and A345582 are in rebellion, now go to the star port, take the logging gun, the bomb, the beam, command The officer remembers to bring deflagration weapons, all take the Imperial Navy transport ship, and clean up the matter within three months."

Three or ten minutes later, several transport ships flew out from the star port, and those large iron boxes contained the world's deadliest troops. Thousands of heavily armed PDFs, except for the blue color representing nobles, bullet-proof armor, laser guns, and even melta grenades around their waists, their equipment is better than that of ordinary infantry regiments of the Astra Militarum.

Ten hours later, the walls of the hive capital were blown apart by melta grenades. The weapons retired from the orc war were simply killing ordinary PDFs. The battle damage ratio of the soldiers in Karoo City was as high as 1/7.

Two months and seventeen days later, Hive City announced its surrender, and three days later, the other two cities surrendered one after another. If John Dern had stabilized Karoo City with his vigorous methods before, now he has truly gained the whole world.

The planetary governor's iron-fisted methods moved everyone, physically, PDF had 10 people defeated the three hives, a total of 79 heavily armed soldiers and countless gangsters.

After beheading those damned rebel nobles, the world finally ushered in at least hundreds of years of peace.

At the same time, the reward for the war hero Alan Bayer came as promised after the return of PDF. The Military Affairs Department of the Star Region decided to give him the general command of the lord of the Skadi War Starfield Army, and three for the staff, Alan Bair Beyer, John Dern (Special Issue) planetary governor's star emblem of Terra.

Accompanied by a hymn (metaphorical, but long) long enough to wake up to eight hours of sleep, Alan Bair realizes that humans have so many vocabularies, and High Gothic is such a surprise!
Now at the Starport at the highest point in Karoo City, Lieutenant General Cato, representing the Military Affairs Department, pinned the badge of honor woven with the golden eagle emblem on the chests of the three of them, and the Emperor's light shone brightly.

Lieutenant General Cato said. "Congratulations, Lieutenant Colonel, you are already the commander-in-chief of a world. I still haven't forgotten the first time we met. You are still a lieutenant."

"Speaking of it, I give you the military rank every time, but I feel that in a few decades, you may be the one who gave me the rank."

In this era, human beings can extend their lives through various means, and artificial organ technology is mature enough to allow you to go from dying to killing all sides on the battlefield, but ordinary soldiers will not use it, because their lives are not as valuable as that organ.

But the lieutenant general's words were still too radical, Alan Bayer retorted. "How is it possible, this universe is so big, and the void is endless, how many wars do I have to go through to be afraid of your position, if such a thing really happens, I will not be happy, because many loyal soldiers have left this world .”

"If the Emperor really blesses me, I should be retiring, not promoted."

The lieutenant general laughed out loud. "You are really outspoken, and you are careful to send people to punishment ships."

Alan Baier replied. "Here are all my own people, why can't I speak freely, my lord, you know best, this void is so big, there are so many worlds, and there are all kinds of star fighters, except for the same emperor, there is even a cultural gap of tens of thousands of years. , a physiological gap of tens of thousands of light years."

"Maybe people from the next world come here to eat up the specialty nuts and have to be rescued, and what I just said is the "local language" of my hometown!"

"Second lieutenants, you are all from Cadiz, am I right?"

The soldiers of the [-]th Cadiz Infantry Regiment nodded again and again. "That's right, the sir is speaking the vernacular of our hive capital, but it just sounds like a correct accent."

The staff officer and John held back their smiles. It was the first time they had seen someone who was so rude to their superiors. After all, most imperial people were quite obedient to rights.

The lieutenant general raised his eyebrows and curled his lips. "It will probably be unlucky for that department to have anything to do with you in the future. You are so articulate and smart, and you are in a high position. If you are the enemy of the empire, I will shoot you first."

"But remember, there are many heresy and alien shapes in this huge void. Fate will make you need to be vigilant all the time, whether you will fall into the vortex of war."

"At this moment, no matter what happens, you need to remember first, find a bunker as soon as possible, the officer is dead, and the following will be chaotic."

Alan Baier asked. "Isn't this what a lieutenant-general-level officer should say at a ceremony?"

Lieutenant General will answer. "This is my native language!"

"Now, the ceremonial team listens to the order and walks, and the church's holy bell will also resound!"

Thousands of ceremonial soldiers in luxurious uniforms armed with advanced products imported from the feudal world, muskets, walked in neat military steps like the old guards of ancient Terra, guarding the three heroes forward, in Karoo City Worshiped by all peoples.

The light of the God Emperor seems to become brighter in this world, and the conveyor belt in the factory, the speed of production has been accelerated a lot.

Everyone let go of their fatigue and pain, and raised their heads to look at the few lights in this dark world, the lights from the Astral Army.

The ceremony is over, time flies, Karoo City returns to its original form, people work, rest, work, then work, work again, the tavern reopens, the shops are also plump, under the command of John Dern, the good and the bad are all here Appear.

The good thing is that most of the world is completely ruled by humans. The bad thing is that any smart person can see that if John dies, the world will become a warring state in an instant, and all the nests are unable to communicate and trade because of the magnetic field. Problems and contradictions continue.

The big nests oppress the small ones, and the problems among the nobles are even more complicated, but they all fear John Dern's resolute and iron fist. As a former Star Guard, if you are hit by him, your family will never exist again.

But today, such a great person actually stopped at Xingport, in a very early morning, when the workers hadn't finished get off work and the slaves were constantly working.

Not only that, but a beautiful brown-haired non-commissioned officer who had been away from this world for many years, a former noblewoman of the Star Forces, also arrived in a fine attire. She looked fair-skinned and gloomy.

And the local PDFs, as well as those nobles with names and surnames, all arrived at Xinggang ahead of time. If you want to say what characteristics they have, it is probably...

They took part in the siege of the Karoo city by the greenskins.

Several transport planes stopped at the port. Looking at the weapons of war, John admired and envied the soldiers in them. Compared with being a nobleman, he hoped to die on the battlefield.

But he and his wife have children, and he's not the guy who joined the army with nothing.

And when the protagonist of this incident, the Fourth Skadi Infantry Regiment arrived, several Chimeras, sentries, and uniform soldiers, almost ten of them had a detonation assault gun, as well as staff officers, second lieutenants, and mechanical priests. Surrounding Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, walk into the transport plane.

All the nobles are silent, they have changed a lot, but this group of people is still the same as when they won that day, but no matter how they view their life and their own values, no matter whether they are hostile or not, they have no doubts about this commander. Officers are held with great respect.

Alan Baier waved his hand, but he said nothing, because he was worried that he would not want to part with this garden world. If possible, he wanted to retire for the rest of his life, but he needed to go to Skadi to reinstate his post.

The former old friends watched their officers step into the transport plane, and the transport plane left the atmosphere. The naked eye could only see the vague shadow of the Bordeaux in low earth orbit. Until the battleship left the atmosphere, the shadow could not be seen clearly. Those nobles They left slowly.

And the last person to leave, the planetary governor, saluted the sky eagle in the direction of the battleship with his last honor and dignity.

On the bridge, the captain asked Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair. "Don't you like the decision of the Ministry of Military Affairs?"

Alan Baier replied. "We all know the Ministry of War is useless, stupid, big, bureaucratic, but I'm still a soldier, and it's probably not good to stay in one place, and someday bad luck will find you."

The captain nodded. "I like your point of view, by the way, hold on tight, we're going into the warp."

Alan Baier looked at the instruments on the bridge, and the navigator activated Geller's position with psychic power. Everything outside the ship could no longer be seen clearly. After a little trembling, they came to the warp space.

But sailing was more boring than he remembered. Even though he was in a high position now and could walk around, the ship was still cramped, and only the soldiers who wiped the deck walked around to maintain the hull.

He played cards with the staff in every possible way, and their soldiers could only stay in their rooms because of their authority.

The captain concentrates his attention on any fluctuations in the subspace. Of course he doesn't know what a demon is. In his eyes, the subspace is equivalent to the undercurrent in the ocean. If you follow it, you can drift far away, but you can also be silent.

The Mandeville point on this road has always been stable and should not go wrong...

He knew that he should lower his vigilance, long-term concentration would be exhausting, and he would be caught off guard when something really scary happened.

Geller's stance completely obscures all instruments, probes, or whatever, and in the current situation, only psykers can still slightly feel the warp fluctuations, just like they are in the waves of the ocean.

After the captain stepped down from the command point and the first officer took over, Alan Bayer couldn't help but lament that the human seafaring career is really in the same line in every aspect, and even the naval officers and soldiers who wiped the deck are still there, but today's Class A is Maintain the interior of the ship. After all, it is not necessarily good to have problems with this almost three-kilometer-long battleship.

Alan Bayer felt that his thoughts were messed up, and he turned his attention to the game. The staff was already too far ahead of him.

"Are you going to use this to make money after you retire?"

The staff officer shook his head. "I'm not someone who gambles, never will."

Alan Bair said. "Then you give me back the steak from my lunch, don't you not gamble?"

The staff officer made unreasonable words. "It's boring to play cards without betting on something. Gambling must cost money, and I didn't take your throne coin or anything~"

Alan Bayer wanted to give this guy a slap, but when it came to playing cards, he had to bear with it if he was not as skilled as others, but although he wasn't very skilled in the fourth row, he wouldn't lose from candy to steak...

He underestimated the incident, felt depressed, and threw his cards down. "Stop calling, my lunch is almost gone!"

The staff officer pulled those chips in front of him. "Don't regret this thing, it's all mine."

Alan Bair said. "Be careful getting fat."

The staff officer replied. "I keep exercising."

But while the two were talking, the ship trembled violently, and the staff officer accidentally fell off the chair. Alan Bayer held the fixed seat to stabilize his body.

"My God!" He looked up and saw that the staff threw out 12 aces and 4 kings when he fell...

"you!"

The staff officer immediately put away the playing cards, his face not blushing and his heart beating. "Lunch is distributed normally."

Just before the lieutenant colonel raised his fist, the navigator suddenly shouted. "Intense subspace storm! The God-Emperor is here!"

"Ah...I feel it...I feel it, the Emperor's light cannot hide it, my soul, my body...Gods!" shouted the Astropath.

The heads of the two psykers exploded suddenly, turning into blood mist...

The electronic equipment began to flicker continuously, and the display screen was showing weird pictures, which were patterns at first, and then turned into distorted human faces. How could the old-school monitors of the Empire use stripes to produce such pictures?
The captain immediately went to the command point. "First officer, what's the situation?"

The first officer's body at the moment is like that... chaotic egg?Distorted and mutated, but much smaller than the real thing, the uniforms of the Imperial Navy also polluted a lot of juice due to the mutation, becoming grotesque and swollen.

"Ah, sir, I'm not feeling well..."

Alan Baier pulled out his pistol, and the pistol, a relic from the dark age, smashed the twisted body in an instant, the captain shouted. "Mate!"

However, he could only watch the command position being strangely wet with bodily fluids, while the other soldiers who were looking at the instruments were gradually distorted and their joints bent abnormally.

"Fuck, Captain, you just finished repairing this ship, you are really black (unlucky)!" Alan Baier complained and fired, and the staff also took out a black bomb to open their heads one by one...

After finally returning those poor sailors to the throne, the Geller position generator on the bridge was trembling constantly, the pistons and engines were screaming, and the "bubbles" outside the window began to fade visible to the naked eye. Terrible subspace whispers echoed in Alan Bayer's ears.

He couldn't hear it, he couldn't understand it, it wasn't a human language or Gothic or Orcish ancient Terra, English, or something, it was just completely crazy murmurs.

This voice is frightening because it is neither male nor female, it has no personality traits, it is like a naturally occurring wind, but it whispers in your ears all the time!
"Damn it!" Alan Bayer slammed to the bridge's communication equipment, turned on the button, and yelled. "Everyone, now our Geller position is collapsing. If you see anything next, dead relatives, crazy monsters, keep calm, and give priority to reciting the emperor's hymn!"

"No matter what, don't fire at anything! Don't believe any words, dead comrades, relatives, or what..."

Why is Alan Baier so sure?Because he saw the female lieutenant he met in the first month of his service was beside him and said affirmatively.

"You've grown up, little one."

"Will you shoot?"

"I think you look delicious..." Her cheeks gradually distorted, turning into the terrifying face of an orc. If she didn't know that this was an illusion, Alan Bayer would really want to collapse...

He knew very well what the subspace was, and he could only watch Geller's fading position and mutter. "God Emperor, I may die...although death may be the best end."

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(End of this chapter)